Chapter 518: Chapter 303: It’s—It’s Old Demon Duan! We’re Saved!
Duan Yun seemed oblivious, still puffing away.
He sat on a rock smoking, exuding a sense of loneliness.
Master Wang, seeing his words had no effect, shouted, "You, Shen Lang, come here!"
Duan Yun looked at the old man, nodded, and followed him to a nearby grove.
The others saw this and felt Duan Yun was about to face hardship.
A reckless outer sect disciple daring to offend Master Wang?
The Inner Sect disciples knew well that Master Wang was very petty, and wouldn’t hesitate to harshly deal with a mere outer sect disciple.
Duan Yun followed the old man Wang to the foot of a tree.
There was no one else around by then.
Old Man Wang coughed and said, "Do you have a grudge against me? Find me annoying?"
Duan Yun nodded, "Yeah, I find you very annoying."
Old Man Wang was taken aback.
Such directness was entirely unexpected for him.
He had imagined that his opponent would crumble and beg for mercy under his intimidation, and he would casually let up, since this smoke fiend had some use.
Who would have thought the opponent would directly resist, not seeing him as a threat?
Absolutely outrageous!
I’ll give you a good lesson today!
Suddenly, Master Wang’s depraved nature flared, and he raised his hand to strike Duan Yun.
But with an "Ugh!" he was already on his knees, urine pooling around, smashing a nearby wildflower.
It was a result of a finger suddenly pressing on his abdomen, and then a horrid sensation flooded from his head to his groin, unstoppable like a broken dam.
Master Wang wanted to scream, but then the finger twitched with more force, and he felt he would be swept away by his urine, eyes rolling back.
"You’ve got quite the smoking addiction, let’s start with you."
In this horrifying impact, Master Wang heard these words.
The voice was still young and pleasant, even sounding easy to bully, but at that moment, it was terrifying.
Chirping!
A bolt of lightning emerged from Duan Yun’s hand, spinning eerily.
Demon Electric Healing!
The swirling electricity instantly penetrated Old Man Wang’s body, and already full of urine, it made him leap, soon followed by the smell of burning.
This old fellow was clearly an old smoking fiend, if he wanted electric therapy, he’d get it stronger!
Doctor Duan understood the power dynamics, and intensively increased it.
By now, Old Man Wang’s body was cleansed inside and out, with the demon electricity twisting his entire form.
It was like being thrown into a meat grinder, shredded, reshaped, and shredded again.
At his worst craving, he would feel shriveled without a smoke, even like crying, yet now, it was pure torture.
Even being dismembered wouldn’t be this wretched!
Old Man Wang cried tears, snot filled his mouth, and the demon electricity sparked more smoke.
Seeing Master Wang about to pass out, Duan Yun increased the intensity!
If he faints, just shock him awake!
This old smoke fiend was worthy of one electric therapy!
Really, Old Man Wang hoped to faint. Only by passing out could he escape the pain.
He looked like he couldn’t take it, about to pass out.
Successfully fainted!
But the next moment, he revived!
Why was he conscious again?
Master Wang felt the sky was collapsing, suffering’s weight bending his spirit.
What kind of demon was this guy!
Old Man Wang was in such agony he couldn’t even think.
Seeing he was in such pain, almost exploding in feces, Duan Yun, fearing the stink, let go.
Old Man Wang collapsed, twitching, looking soulless.
This was Duan Yun’s first electric therapy test, and it seemed effective, though further intensity was required for the future.
He kicked Old Man Wang and said, "Stop playing dead, or I’ll zap you again."
Though it wasn’t acting, Old Man Wang was truly zapped beyond his limits. Hearing this, he struggled painfully up, kneeling.
"Brother, Big Brother, Immortal, please spare me!"
Immediately, Duan Yun’s words carried more weight than King Yan.
Old Man Wang, despite aging, always felt youthful vigor not losing to the young, yet this moment felt like weathered bones beyond endurance.
Duan Yun asked, "What did you all find in the mountain?"
Old Man Wang honestly replied, "Some disciples discovered something a few days ago, but higher-ups worried about spies leaking info, so only Elder Hong might know."
"You don’t know?" Duan Yun asked confusedly.
"Immortal, I truly don’t know," Old Man Wang replied fearfully.
"Or are you lying to me? You’ve been quite the deceiver before," Duan Yun said.
Indeed, before this old man had claimed smoking was just a supplement, praising Red Tower Mountain, boasting about the Inner Sect’s benefits, it was all a scam, making fools out of people for smoking and sacrificing.
Old Man Wang quickly kowtowed, "No, really, I didn’t, I wouldn’t dare!"
"We’ll see!"
Without time to react, Duan Yun pressed his hand on the old man’s head.
A terrifying suction formed instantly on his head, making the already startled Old Man Wang tremble again.
"Goodness, not just a smoking fiend at your age, but also greedy," Duan Yun marveled.
"I want to be a hero!"
Suddenly, Old Man Wang said wearily yet righteously.
Only then did Duan Yun stop.
He realized the old man didn’t lie, he only received a mission to enter the mountain, not knowing detailed info.
As for the greediness, Young Hero Duan had no tolerance for that sand in his eyes.
Next moment, with an "Oh!" the smoking pipe Old Man Wang held was shoved inside his body by Duan Yun.
He warned, "You better behave properly later, don’t slip up, don’t anger me, understand?"
Old Man Wang, with a pipe stuck in his backside, dared not defy.
"Immortal, Father, I’ll perform well!"
This time, the private conversation between Duan Yun and Old Man Wang wasn’t long, thanks to the Young Hero’s efficiency.
From making him lose control, electric therapy, Absorption Star Skills, to inserting the pipe into his butt, all in one go, perfectly seamless.
Old Man Wang undoubtedly afraid, in anguish.
But this demon said to perform well.
So when he returned, even with severe mental and physical trauma, he had to act normal.
The pants changed, urine dried, but neither the pain in his buttocks nor the post-electrocution body could recover.
Thus, when Master Wang appeared before everyone, he walked slightly bow-legged, resembling the seducing moves of the Murong brothers.
He kept smoking.
Actually, after the shock, he truly lost the desire.
But Duan Yun required him to act normal, so he kept puffing.
The kicker was that with the pipe traversing inside him, smoking brought an odd taste, possibly psychological.
But for survival, Old Man Wang gritted his teeth.
Because the Living Yama was watching!
From the moment he lost control of his urine, Old Man Wang recognized the horror before him.
Though an elder at Red Tower Mountain, his talents average, still a notable uncle in the Inner Sect.
Yet just now, he had no room to resist.
In front of him, weaker than a bedridden male patient he seduced.
No, even weaker.
If the opponent wished him dead, it would be like slaughtering a chicken.
Why would such a great master, come to Red Tower Mountain?
His initial thought was a spy from another faction, but what kind of spy could possess such skills?
Suddenly, Old Man Wang recalled something.
When being dealt with before, something was mentioned.
What was it?
I want to be a hero!
With that phrase emerging in his mind, Old Man Wang couldn’t help but shiver.
For he thought of someone.
A person of utmost terror.
Duan, Old Demon Duan.
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